In the first grade of primary school, my father took me to report to school, and I embarked on the road of reporting with a nervous mood. When I came to the classroom and faced many new students, I was embarrassed. As soon as I turned my head, I saw my kindergarten partner Kelly. I immediately ran to her, took her hand and turned around. I am very happy in my heart, thinking: I am afraid that there will be no familiar classmates here all day. Great. I'm finally afraid to play alone. This is great!
In the following years, I went to school, went to school and ate with her every day, and our friendship became better. However, "the moon is full of ups and downs, and people have joys and sorrows." "We won't be together forever after all. I came to school early and saw Wang Ke coming towards me. I just wanted to say good morning, but she interrupted me. She said to me, "Wang Li, I'm going to transfer, and I can't go to school with you in the future." I really don't want to be separated from you. " "I smiled and said to her," It doesn't matter. I can only wait until we meet again. I will definitely miss you. "But my heart is very loathe to give up her.
In the days to come, I often fantasize that I will meet her again. I believe that as long as the fate comes and the time is ripe, we can play together again! This is an episode in my life. I will never forget her, and I will always remember her in my heart.
When I arrived at school in the morning, I suddenly remembered one thing-there are two art classes this afternoon!
Hoo-fortunately, I brought cardboard. Otherwise, I can only ask this classmate to lend me some, and then ask that classmate to "subsidize". If I am lucky, I can borrow some. If I'm unlucky, I'll take art class empty-handed, and the teacher will deduct points!
If you want to do manual work this afternoon, it is a group cooperation. Just ask your deskmate Hu, "There is an art class this afternoon!" ""oh " My deskmate turned her head to me, blinked her big dark brown eyes twice in confusion, and then turned her head back. "Did you forget something? "I eagerly added a question, hoping to get a positive answer from her.
But she just blinked, looked at me and tried to remember what she had forgotten.
Suddenly, her eyes turned black, and she said in horror, "I ... I forgot ... I forgot the cardboard ..." Then, she began to get mad: "What should I do? What to do! what can I do? This will be deducted by the teacher! "
Then, she leaned forward and patted Kim on the shoulder with her hand. Kim turned around, and Hu grabbed his shoulder and shook it desperately. He asked, "Do you have any art tools? Did you bring it? " Before Mr. Jin could answer, Mr. Hu continued to ask, "Can you lend me some?" These problems, coupled with the rapid shaking, have made the golden eyes see stars and "foam at the mouth".
At this time, I saw this scene and said weakly, "Actually, I brought it ..." Then, Mr. Hu took a look at me and began to shake me as hard as Mr. Jin. ...
If life is a glass of water, then I will never let it become boiled water. It always has a taste: sour lemonade, sweet honey water, salty light salt water, spicy pepper water and, of course, bitter tea. Each of us must have tasted these flavors, and my episode is one of them.
The students crowded into the classroom with cheerful steps. Seeing the instructor's serious face, everyone was a little chilly. It was not until later that they realized that he was sometimes as serious as Bao Gong and sometimes as silly as beans. He is a very different person.
Soon, military training began. The morning sun is always dazzling, and we are doing the action against the sun over and over again. After a while, everyone was sweating and thirsty. Although several students couldn't stand it, the rest persisted. We are all spoiled at home, and this time we really experienced what hardship is, which is also a breakthrough for everyone.
The instructor's "rest" cheered the whole class, and everyone immediately drank water, feeling pure water so sweet for the first time. But it didn't last long. Less than ten kinds, everyone had to put down their glasses reluctantly, because the instructor called for assembly. Under the scorching sun, everyone gritted their teeth and persisted. Despite the backache and leg pain, I have no complaints. Stand at attention, be at ease, turn left, turn right ... these passwords have been mastered through repeated training.
Time waits for no one, so three days passed. The parade has begun. We lined up in neat formation and shouted the slogan "Class Seven, Work hard, Qi Xin, Control Pressure, Fight Hard". Everyone's voice is loud, crisp and pleasant. Finally, under the excellent performance of each class, the meeting ended successfully.
Three days of military training have passed. Although it is hard, it has taught us that "we must stick to the end in everything and never give up." It will always be sweet after hard work. These three days will also be an episode in my life, and I believe this episode in my life will accompany me through a longer and farther road. ...
On this day, the sun was covered by dark clouds, and Minister Lei Gong was beating drums. Raindrops as big as beans fell and hit the little flowers. Xiaohua was hurt and began to cry. The bird was beaten and chattered like a child who couldn't find his mother. ...
At this time, my mood was not much better. I just wanted to read for a while, turned my schoolbag upside down, and didn't find my favorite book. So I asked my deskmate Wen Wen: "Wen Wen, have you seen my book?" Wenwen, with a cold expression, I asked, "See? See? " Wen Wen said impatiently, "I don't know!" " "All right!" I said gloomily.
When the bell rang, Wenwen went to the toilet. I quickly opened her schoolbag, only to find my book lying safely in her schoolbag. My heart seems to burn with anger.
When Wenwen came back, I asked her loudly, "Why did you take my book?" Wenwen replied in surprise, "I didn't take your book?" I didn't! "I said," clearly in your bag, you go and have a look! "WenWen opened the bag, my book is in it. Wenwen said nothing in surprise. I roared: "Look, what you took in your schoolbag, don't lie to me!" " "Say that finish, I left the classroom and never looked back. Leave only words, just stand there. ...
In the fourth class, I remembered that I lent the book to Wenwen yesterday, but today I misunderstood her. I was very sad, so I wrote an apology letter to Wenwen, and Wenwen forgave me.
This quarrel made me understand a simple truth: when there is a contradiction with my friends, don't rush to explain, but learn to take a step back. Only in this way can the other party calm down and deal with contradictions better.
If life is a glass of water, then I decide not to let it become boiled water. It always has a taste: sour lemonade, sweet honey water, salty light salt water, spicy pepper water and, of course, extremely bitter tea. Each of us must taste these flavors, and my episode is one of them.
I remember that it was a mock exam in the third grade. My deskmate and good friend Zhang Jiameng and I worked hard to answer the math paper.
Because I was good at math at that time, Zhang Jiameng didn't want to borrow two questions from me. I remembered the teacher's words. If you lend her to copy, you will hurt her, so you turned her down. She was very angry. After I got 73 points on those two questions, my score was 100. From that day on, Zhang Jiameng stopped waiting for me after school. If I meet her somewhere, she will stare at me.
Suddenly one day I made up my mind to apologize to her. It rained in Mao Mao that day. I bought an umbrella from the shop first, and then I ran to Zhang Jiameng's house. When she opened the door, she was surprised, but she didn't ask kindly, "What are you doing here?" I'm not angry. I smiled and said, "I'm sorry, don't be angry, but I can't copy it in the future." I want to tell you what you did wrong and what you won't do today. She blushed like a cooked shrimp and said to me, "I'm sorry, it should be my fault." I shouldn't have copied you. I won't copy it again. "
We had a good chat at her house from 4: 30 to 7: 30. It was raining in Mao Mao when I left, but I knew it very well.
These episodes of life are bittersweet. They are colorful and colorful, and they are an indispensable part of life.
The episode in Life Composition 6 can't be the same for everyone every day. Every day, there will be some unexpected episodes, which will add a little charm to our boring life. ......
Episode 65438 +0:
Go out to play with classmates during the holiday. It's very hot. We went swimming in the river and had a good time. When my classmates looked back, I was already a drowned rat. They laugh there and have a fever at home at night.
The second episode:
Go to school with my classmates in the morning. As soon as I got to the classroom, my classmates stared at me. I went to ask a classmate, who told me to look after the clothes myself, "Ah! Why are you wearing pajamas? " I shouted. I asked my classmates at school why they didn't tell me when they saw it, which embarrassed me. He said he thought it was my new creation. I blushed and ran home to change. People on the road are looking at me, and I can't wait to find a crack in the ground.
The third episode:
When I came home from school, my classmates agreed to wear skirts together tomorrow. When I got home, I happily turned out my skirt, folded it and put it by the bed. There was no sun the next morning, but it didn't rain either. I thought it would be sunny at noon, so I put on my skirt and went out happily.
At school, all my classmates wear trousers and long sleeves, and I am the only one who wears skirts. I asked them why they didn't wear them. They said it was because their parents said it was going to rain. It really rained, and I came out barefoot. It's very cold when it's windy.
It is because of these episodes that I have tasted the ups and downs of life; It is precisely because of these episodes that our lives are so colorful; It is because of these episodes that the world is so beautiful!
A sunny day in summer vacation. Birds are singing in the branches and flowers are nodding to us. Everything is so harmonious. At this moment, the wind is blowing and the sand is blowing everywhere. ...
On this day, Xiao Li was idle and bored, so he found a lot of newspapers from the bookcase, put them on the sofa, picked up a newspaper at random, lay down on the sofa, looked at the newspaper leisurely and crossed his legs. After a while, his addiction broke out again. He took out a lighter from his trouser pocket, picked up a cigarette from the cupboard next to him, picked it up and lit it with a lighter. Soon, he was very tired.
Time flies, and I can't help feeling comfortable. Unconsciously, Xiao Li fell asleep, and the smoke in his mouth inadvertently fell on the pile of newspapers he had not finished reading. suddenly ...
At this time, Xiao Li's wife, Jin Mei, was making bean cakes in the kitchen and smelled a burning smell coming from her husband's room. Her heart can't help tightening. She ran as fast as she could without taking off her apron and gloves. Just arrived at the door, Jin Mei was shocked. Her husband is angry, and her husband is still sleepy. She quickly shouted: "Husband, there is a fire!" The wife's scream woke Xiao Li. Xiao Li saw this scene, first paused, and then carefully walked out of the "circle of fire."
Xiao Li and Jin Mei hurried to the bathroom and carried a bucket full of water to put out the fire, but it was a drop in the bucket. In vain, the fire is getting bigger and bigger, and the fire shines. Jin Mei used her quick wits to call 1 19 for support.
Firefighters arrived at once, and so did the neighbors. Firefighters picked up long and thin water pipes, lined up in a long line and began to put out the fire. One minute, two minutes, twenty minutes ... Half an hour passed, and the fire finally went out, but the torch burned Xiao Li's room.
The episode "Good Life" is the author of this fire. I want to say to Xiao Li in the article: "You can't help but pay attention to the details of life. Don't make the same mistake again! "
The episode in Life Composition 8 is repeated every day in primary school life: getting up, going to school, studying all day and doing homework at night. Such days have passed, but occasionally there will be some episodes.
Primary school life is very sour. I failed an exam once, and when I got home, my mother and aunt were chatting excitedly. Hardly had I sat down when my mother asked, "Have you handed out the papers?" "hmm." I replied in dismay. "How many points?" Aunt looked at me and said. I take the test paper to my mother. She looked at the test paper and said, "How did you get this score? Look at my aunt's daughter. How much more than you? Why are you still sitting here? Go to the room to study! " I took the test paper and felt as if I had been drenched with vinegar. It is very sour.
Primary school life is also sweet. In a Chinese class, in order to let us relax, the teacher discussed with the teacher of Class Two that we should go to the playground to compete together instead of tug of war. Our class and Class Two went to the playground together. The teacher brought a tug-of-war rope and divided it into boys and girls. Boys are preferred. The two sides tightened the rope, and the teacher took his hand in the middle and said, "Three, two, one, go!" " "Then the teacher let go of the rope, the boys pulled hard, and we girls were not idle. One shouted, "Come on! Come on! "After a while, ha, we won." Yeah! "Everyone in our class jumped up. The women's team in our class is not bad either, so we try our best to win. Our hearts are as sweet as honey.
Primary school life is very hard. For a time, I was fascinated by reading novels until I saw 12 at night. In an English class, I couldn't help reading the novel again. Not long after class, my English teacher came to see me. I was caught by the teacher. The teacher asked me to go to the office after class. I was scolded by the teacher and fined. My heart is like cooking a bowl of Chinese medicine, which is very bitter.
Although primary school life is boring, sometimes some episodes will make primary school students more colorful.
Episodes in Life Composition 9 In our daily study and life, there will always be some episodes. Some will bring joy, while others will bring sadness.
Just like every Saturday afternoon, after class from Shichuang English tutorial class, it's always like this-my mother takes me home to continue my homework. But this time when my mother came to pick me up, she brought an eagle kite. I was a little surprised. I just wanted to ask. Before my mother could ask, she said, "Now is a good time to fly a kite. Let's fly kites at the dam first. " I didn't even want to mention how happy I was at that time!
We came to the dam in high spirits. Wow! It's really lively here. Many parents have taken their children to fly kites, which are fish-shaped, whale-shaped, butterfly-shaped, bee-shaped and have different styles. However, I don't think these kites fly very high. Mother said, "Our eagle kites must fly higher and farther than them." Looking at my mother's confident expression, I also cheered. I immediately installed the kite pole with my mother, tied the string and made all the preparations. At this time, a spring breeze blew one after another, and my mother shook the kite while paying off the line. I saw the kite rising slowly with the wind, flying higher and higher, flying farther and farther, only seeing a little shadow. The thread on the spool in mother's hand was loosened, and the kite floated steadily in the air. At this time, I found many adults and children standing around us. They all looked at us and kites with envy. Some children blame their parents for not having "technology" and not putting it high; Some people blame the "quality" of kites. They didn't fly far, so they stumbled. I can't help asking my mother, "Why are you so confident that kites can fly so high?" Mother said, "I found that the kite was unbalanced during the test flight yesterday." I changed the magnetic pole and added a big coil. " Then I found that our scrolls were much bigger than others' ... I couldn't help feeling a sense of pride.
After this episode, I not only opened my eyes, but also mastered some scientific knowledge, which is more conducive to strengthening outdoor sports.
Episode composition in life 10 We pupils do four steps every day: get up, eat, study and sleep. However, we sometimes encounter some episodes, which let us play colorful notes in our lives.
It was the day of my ten-year-old summer vacation. My parents are at work, and I am the only one at home, writing a composition in the summer homework assigned by the teacher. But I racked my brains and couldn't write it. Then I looked up and saw "300 Tang Poems" on the shelf. Suddenly, it dawned on me and I thought, "There are hundreds of Li Bai's drinking poems." Maybe I can write a good composition while drinking. At the beginning, I went to the kitchen to open the cupboard and found the white Erguotou that my father usually likes to drink. I picked up the wine, poured a little into my mouth, and spit it out again. Scream by spicy; Be choked to tears; Bend over with a cough. But in order to write a good composition, I had to submit to humiliation and throw caution to the wind. I came to the table with wine, took a sip with my nose, and my tongue was hot. I thought to myself: I finally took a sip, and I am sure I can write a good composition this time. But when I want to write, my mind is still blank. At this time, I thought: Is it too little to drink, so I took another swig and thought: This is OK. When I picked up the pen, I only felt my face burning, and I saw the stars in front of me. I can't even find the composition paper. I looked and looked ... suddenly I saw a white-bearded grandfather. I took a closer look and was surprised: Isn't this the poet Li Bai? He quickly shouted, "Poet, poet." At this moment, Li Bai turned around and asked, "Little friend! What can I do for you? " I quickly asked, "Why do you write poetry while drinking, and write it so well?" And why can't I even write a composition while drinking? "Li Bai laughed after listening:" Of course you can't write it, because writing a composition is to discover and study from life. Drinking can't write a good poem, but it is also discovered and realized from life. "After Li Bai left, I quickly shouted," Poet, poet ... "
Since this episode, I have changed my writing style and read widely, starting from the bits and pieces of my life.
Episode composition in life 1 1 The classroom is as smooth as a mirror, but occasionally there are layers of waves; The classroom is like a test paper, with occasional mistakes; The classroom is like a girl, and occasionally it will be extremely strong. Interpolation in class can make boring classes more interesting.
"Students, who will read some words on the screen?" The teacher stood on the platform and asked questions. "Swish, swish, swish" The students immediately raised their hands. "Everyone don't worry. Read the text silently first and see what benefits these words have. " As soon as the teacher's voice fell, the students all looked for it seriously. The classroom was so quiet that they could hear their breathing.
Suddenly, there was a scream in the classroom: "Ah, there are cockroaches! Everybody run! " Looking back, it was Xiaomei! She climbed into the chair in a panic, her legs were shaking, her face was bloody, and she said in a trembling voice, "Brother Cockroach, don't come, don't come!" " Where is the classroom now? It's like a madhouse. The girls sitting in front of Xiaomei kept screaming, and some were still crowded together. It looks like "if we die, let's die together!" " And what about boys? Everyone is afraid of chaos in the world, some imitate Xiaomei and some laugh heartily.
"You are still ridiculous. Is this a classroom or a vegetable market? " The teacher roared like a lion. Now the students are quiet, and they all shut up and don't say a word. I thought to myself, Oh, my God, is the teacher a human or a tiger? How can makeup be so horrible? As soon as I finished thinking about it, I saw Xiao Wang walk up to Xiaomei and trample the cockroach to death. Hey, how did the class episode end so soon? But I never expected that Xiao Wang would say in a strange way, "Are you even afraid of dead cockroaches?" This time it amused us again. Haha, laughing all the time I touched my stomach and thought, is this, is this a laughing lesson? Why is it so fun?
Just then, the bell rang, but it seems that only the teacher stormed out of the classroom door, and other students were still immersed in their own jokes!
Classroom episodes add a lot of color to the classroom!
Episode composition in life 12 Living in a colorful and carefree childhood, everyone should be happy, but at the same time everyone has troubles. What's my trouble? Do you want to know? I am a cheerful and lively girl. My skin has been a little dark since I was a child. There are a pair of big watery eyes, a pair of big ears and a red mouth under the long eyelashes, and a pair of croissants on his head. Because the skin is not too fair, I inherited it from my father, and it is a bit black. Some classmates in our class often give me nicknames, such as "African Black". I have double eyelids, and my big black eyes are a little prominent. Yi Congyue in our class often calls me "fish eye" or "light bulb eye" instead of my name, which makes me lose face and lift my head in front of my classmates and makes people feel inferior.
I was very sad, so I went to talk to my mother. My mother was very angry at first and taught me to respect my classmates. After a while, my mother gradually calmed down and comforted me, saying, "Son, you have a pair of big shiny eyes, but others don't?" Who says your big eyes are not good-looking? Haven't you heard that children with darker skin are healthy and sunny? You are ugly when others say you are ugly. You don't say! Let others speak! As long as you are confident, don't be discouraged, study hard and face life calmly, you will gain more happiness, ok? "I understand my mother's words, and my mood is naturally much better. I suddenly remembered an article I read some time ago. Life is a mirror. Yes, I see! Life is like a mirror, depending on the attitude towards it: treat life with a sad face, and life will be covered with dark clouds; Treat life with a bright and optimistic attitude, and life will be sunny. Why don't we choose happiness instead of sadness?
What should I do if others say? Aside from my troubles, the outside world is wider. This is me, a happy girl forever. If life is a symphony, then "worry" is just an episode in life!
Life episode composition 13 Life has two episodes, always happy and always troubled. If you only listen to the melody of worry or happiness, then you are either a lively and cheerful person or wrapped in worry. In fact, people who laugh and laugh all day also have troubles. When happiness and trouble are combined, it becomes wonderful music.
My troubles are neither too much nor too little, but the word that bothers me the most-fat. Somehow, God gave me a picture of my chubby body. Since I was a child, I have watched my peers ride their bicycles and fly by me. I really envy them and want to show off to my friends by riding a bicycle in the street: "Look, my car is really cool." But because the legs are fat and thick, it is always difficult to ride. Maybe you will say that I am not twelve years old and can't ride a bike in the street. However, I am twelve years old, and I really want to ride a bike in the street to reduce the burden of my parents picking me up.
It is precisely because of this damn worry that my sports scores are always hovering between failing and poor. Even if I pass, it's only occasionally.
I remember once in physical education class in the third grade, the teacher announced: "Today we will practice 100 meter running." Ah, running? This sport, the biggest headache for me, sometimes even the shortest one can't run. The students began to run in rows. We are in the fourth row. It's our turn I ran with all my strength. Finally, the fourth. I was disappointed and angry, and I couldn't find a gap to get in. Later, despite continuous practice, the sports performance was still not high.
In order to lose weight, my parents have come up with many ways to let me play basketball, football and other activities to lose weight and arrange how many meals I eat every day. Everything is for me.
Oh, God, why do you make me fat? But I believe that everything I have paid will not be in vain, and maybe I will lose weight in one year. This is my eternal dream.